#332 company

[inkstainedhandswithrings]

I really like the specific niche of star wars fans that are just obsessed with clones (like myself) bc I swear, we are the most avoidant group of ppl the galaxy has ever fcking met.

what do you mean Hardcase died on Umbara? he looks fine to me?

Fives? Died? girl when? last I remember he was choking the life out of chancellor palpatine

Waxer, dead because of Krell? not if you don't look at it he's not

Domino Squad? ALIVE AND BREATHING, THANK YOU!!

Ponds? killed by a bounty hunter? I'd like to see her try, Mace would kill her

99 will never die, fight me

Tup? are u crazy, I saw him yesterday, we hugged it out

THE ENTIRE 332 COMPANY? We are literally having drinks with them right now, what are you on about?

Jesse has never hurt a soul in his life, he is the goodest boy in blue, he would never raise a pistol to Ahsoka, stop talking okay??

Cody? kill obi wan? someone's been drinking the funny juice huh?

order 66 who? never heard of her, leave me alone, no I mean it. go away. stop. STOP, LEAVE!!

[thecoffeelorian]

4/19/2024

Hello again, everyone...

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[snwprl]

𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐄 | 𝐜𝐡𝐰𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐥

pairing. idol!vernon x idol!reader

genre. fluff

blurb. dating as idols is never an easy task. but thankfully, you have vernon by your side.

wc. 332

a/n. did y'all see today gose? i was watching it on my way home and i sorted wheezed in a bus.. lol.. i had to bolt out of there when it came at my stop

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The fire exit door clanged shut behind you, muffling the excited chatter and thumping music from the after-party. Relief washed over you, the stifling weight of a hundred eyes finally lifting. Vernon, usually the calm one, practically shoved you against the rough concrete wall. His hand shot up, cupping your face, and his lips were on yours before you could blink.

The kiss was electric, a desperate tangle of limbs and unspoken longing. Weeks of stolen glances and near misses fueled the urgency. But as quickly as it started, you pulled away, gasping for air.

"Wait," you breathed, heart hammering against your ribs. "What if someone sees?"

Vernon's forehead creased. The playful glint in his eyes was replaced by a flicker of something deeper, a vulnerability that made your stomach twist.

"We can't keep doing this, Y/N," he murmured, his voice rough. "Sneaking around like we're criminals."

You knew he was right. The thrill of stolen moments was quickly turning into a suffocating cage. But the alternative – the potential fallout, the company's iron fist, the disappointment in your fans' eyes – terrified you.

"I know," you whispered, the weight of the secret pressing down on you. "But what if they…?" Your voice trailed off, the unspoken fear hanging heavy in the air.

Vernon cupped your cheek as he quickly pecked your lips, his thumb tracing a gentle path down your jawline. "We'll figure it out," he said, his voice firm despite the tremor in his hand. "Together. But right now…" He leaned in again, his eyes searching yours. "Just this once?"

You stared into his gaze, the familiar warmth igniting a spark of defiance within you. Maybe, just maybe, there was another way. A way where love and music could coexist, unafraid.

With a shaky breath, you nodded. The taste of rebellion mingled with the sweetness of the kiss, and for a stolen moment, tucked away in the darkness, you were just Vernon and Y/N, not idols, not commodities, but two souls finding solace in each other.

[the--rebel--fae]

Hello! I saw you were taking requests for Hazbin characters? If you could, do you mind writing a one-shot for Vox and a fem!reader who has hacking as a hobby and sometimes uses the knowledge to slightly screw with the TV man when he's not giving her enough attention?

A/N: I'd be delighted to write this, my friend! Especially since it's Vox! I adore the TV man and the idea of him having a hacker girlfriend? That's genius! I hope you enjoy it!

Pairing: Vox x Reader

TW: None! Just silliness and fluff!

Word Count: 332

Pay attention To Me!

You were bored. No other way to put it. You considered going down to Velvette’s floor and seeing if she needed help with anything, but you didn’t exactly want to be roped into being her temporary model like you usually end up being every time you go there. And there was no way in hell you were going anywhere near Val. You may be Vox’s girlfriend and Val was surprisingly ok with that, but you couldn’t stand the moth. Especially with how he treated his “Stars” specifically Angel Dust. 

So. your boyfriend was all that was left. One problem though, you went down to his monitor room earlier to spend time with him, but he said he was busy with his work and couldn’t spend time with you at the time. But he would come up to your shared suite and spend time with you after he was done. 

That was three hours ago. 

Safe to say you wanted your boyfriend’s company and he was going to give it to you whether he was busy or not. You got up from the big plush couch you were sprawled across and went over to your laptop. 

Grinning to yourself, you powered the device up and dove into Vox’s business network. You couldn’t help the small chuckle as you slipped through the defenses so easily. You tried to tell him that he needed to strengthen his security, maybe now he’ll not only learn to pay more attention to you, but he’ll let you actually go in and strengthen his network. 

“Alright, my love. Think of this as a little payback for ignoring me the whole day.” You let out a giggle as you sent one of the newest most annoying earworm tunes to completely replace each screen in his monitor room. 

You put your hands behind your head and grinned as wide as the cheshire cat. “And three…two…one…”

You phone buzzed and you glanced down at it with a chuckle.

Vox: My monitor room. Now.

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[curlygirlybitchachos]

Clone Reader

*Y/n, sitting on the counter top, eating leftovers*

*Kal just entering the kitchen*

Kal: what the fuck? Son.. What.. . What are you doing here?

Y/n: you said if I need a place to crash I can come here.

Kal: I meant if you in trouble son.

Y/n: and what if I say I stole some really important informations, get caught, faked my dead, killed some separatists on the way and got some internal bleeding from the fight?

Kal:...

Y/n:...

Kal: eat that god damn pizza then go to Gilamar you trash rat. *inhales slowly* Fierce.. . I'm to old for this.

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I'm so sorry for the lack of content here, I'm full of things to do, but the time I need is somewhere buried with the 332 company (too soon?). Anyways, I try to beat my finals, write my thesis and do not die. And of course I'm working on my embroidery and watching Grey's Anatomy plus trying to watch Loki season 2 finally but my heart is not ready yet. And I started to sewing too and I just overdid and overwhelmed myself I guess? I couldn't even finished the last Republic Commando book and already want to go to the other ones.

So... With all of everything I try to be a little more active (I'm not promising anything) and I hope can finally do some embroidery update too and post more and finally finish my new fan fiction.

But now please enjoy our beloved Clone Reader, who just got adopted and will make Mereel his bitch in time.

Love you guys! I will always come back, you can't rid of me!

[bratshaws]

through the hourglass 356.brb x oc

a/n: still kinda sick uwu (comments and reblogs are super welcome and encouraged!)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: none uwu

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“Thanks for joining me today,guys.” Beatrice says as she pushes the cart forward, Nicole is inside while the twins were back at home with Rooster. They just fell asleep together and she knew how much he wanted to stay with them,”Roos is so nervous about the ceremony, I wanted to do something for him before Saturday.”

Shells hummed, picking up a pack of golden balloons, “Maybe some balloons?”

“Why?”

“Dunno,balloons are cool.”

“We can start small,” Evelyn then said, looking down at JJ who was strapped to her chest, his little legs bouncing, “What do you have planned,Bea?”

"I was thinking I could plan a surprise dinner for him," she suggested, a smile tugging at her lips. "Nothing too fancy, just a quiet evening at home with good food and good company."

Shells and Evelyn exchanged a glance, "That sounds perfect," Shells agreed, her grin widening. "Count us in. What do you need?"

She hums, looking around the supermarket as she huffs softly, “Well…he loves chocolate,so I’m going to try and find something to bake him a cake? And you guys can-” she pulls out two pieces of paper, “Check on these lists for me? It’s not a lot,really.”

Shells quickly snatches one of the papers, “Ooooh! Fish! Gonna get it! Meet you all at the cashier!”

With Shells dashing off to find the perfect fish for the dinner, Evelyn took a quick peek at the list in her hand. "Alright, I'll grab the vegetables and ingredients for the salad," she declared, her eyes scanning the items listed. "And maybe some wine to go with dinner."

Beatrice nodded in agreement, her smile widening at the thought of surprising Rooster with a special meal. "Sounds perfect, Ev. Thanks for helping out."

Evelyn grinned, adjusting JJ in the baby carrier as she made her way towards the produce section. "Anytime, Bea. It’ll be fine."

As Beatrice and Evelyn split up to gather the ingredients for the surprise dinner, Beatrice couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. She was determined to make the evening unforgettable for Rooster, to show him just how much he meant to her.

She inhales, then looks down at Nikki,  “Alright Nikki, let’s get some stuff for daddy, yeah?”

Nicole, nestled comfortably in the shopping cart, gurgled in response, her eyes wide with curiosity as she reached out to grab at the items on the shelves. Beatrice chuckled"Alright, sweetheart, let's find the perfect ingredients for daddy's surprise cake."

With Nicole happily babbling away in the cart, Beatrice made her way through the aisles, carefully selecting each item on her list. As Beatrice navigated through the supermarket, her mind buzzed with ideas for the surprise dinner she was planning for Rooster. She carefully selected each ingredient, envisioning the delicious meal she would prepare for him. 

"You're going to love Daddy's cake, Nikki," Beatrice said with a smile, leaning down to plant a kiss on her daughter's forehead. "We're going to make it extra special, just for him."

Nicole giggled in response “Cake!”

“Yes,honey, that’s right.” she smiles as she turns the chocolate bars in her hands to check the weight for a few seconds, “You know daddy loves chocolate, just like you, that’s something you two have in common.”

After grabbing the last few items on her list, Beatrice checked twice to make sure she didn’t lose anything "Almost done, sweetie," Beatrice murmured, reaching out to ruffle Nicole's hair affectionately. "Then we'll head home and get started on Daddy's surprise."

Nicole grinned up at her, her chubby cheeks dimpling. "Cake!" she exclaimed, her excitement palpable.

Beatrice laughed at her daughter's enthusiasm, her heart swelling with love. "That's right, cake," she agreed, her smile warm and tender. "But shh, it's a surprise for Daddy, remember?"

Nicole nodded solemnly, her little finger pressed to her lips in a gesture of secrecy. "Surprise," she whispered, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

“Oh my God, he’s so hot too.”

Beatrice’s ears perk up at a sudden conversation, the two women were just a few steps behind her so…she couldn’t help but pay attention, “Like,okay,so,he’s probably oblivious but I’ve flirted with him so much and he doesn’t care!”

“What? Shut up! What’s his name again?”

“Bradley.”

Oh?

There’s no way, there are a lot of Bradl-

“He’s a Navy pilot. Mustache,tall, absolutely yummy. I think he’si n his forties so he’s a daddy.”

Beatrice blinks,staring ahead as she grabs more ingredients, keeping her ear on the convo and still trying to figure out what was being talked about…and if it was her Bradley. 

‘He has kids too,I think three.”

“Is he married?”

“He is but like, his wife is so mid compared to him.” the woman laughs, “I only saw her like once, so. She’s a bit tubby,you know.”

…It was her Bradley.

Beatrice's heart sank as she listened to the conversation unfolding behind her. Disbelief washed over her, followed by a wave of hurt and anger. She felt like she had been punched in the gut, the air knocked out of her lungs. Her mind raced, trying to process the words she had just heard.

Her Bradley, her beloved Rooster, the man she had built a life with, was being discussed in such a disrespectful manner. The women's words stung like a thousand needles, each one piercing Beatrice's heart with painful precision.

She gripped the shopping cart tightly, her knuckles turning white with the force of her emotions. How could they talk about him like that? How could they reduce him to nothing more than a mere object of desire, a trophy to be won?

Anger flared within Beatrice, hot and fierce. She wanted to turn around, to confront the women and give them a piece of her mind. But she held herself back, knowing that it wouldn't solve anything. Instead, she focused on keeping her composure, on staying calm for Nicole's sake.

She tried at least.

“I mean and he’s like, so nice to look at. Maybe I just need to work out in front of him so he can figure out what’s really good.”

She had to keep her emotions in check. She couldn't risk causing a scene in the middle of the grocery store, especially with Nicole by her side.

Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Beatrice forced herself to focus on the task at hand. She pushed the cart forward, her steps measured and deliberate, as she tried to block out the conversation behind her.

But the women's words echoed in her mind, taunting her with their callousness. She walked past them and Beatrice tried to put on a brave face, plastering a smile on her lips as she looked down at Nicole. 

Things she knew:

The fact they mentioned Rooster was oblivious was hilarious, when in reality he was just…happily married.

Secondly, he’d never cheat on her. She knows Rooster way too well.

Third, Rooster was probably the best man in the world. No, not probably, he was. And he didn’t have a wandering eye. She never worried about him because…well,she didn’t have to! He was loyal and romantic, he is still in love with her day by day.

But she couldn’t help but wonder about an…idea.

“Look what I got.” and something heavy lands on the cart away from a sitting Nicole, “I got you guys some saaalmooon,woooo~romantic.” Shells giggles, “And wine, look at the size of this flipping bottle!”

"Wow, that's…quite the bottle," Beatrice remarked with a chuckle, her smile genuine as she glanced at the oversized wine bottle. "I think we'll have enough to last us a while."

Shells grinned, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Hey, when it comes to celebrating, it's always better to have too much than too little," she replied, her tone playful. "Plus, I —you okay?”

Beatrice's smile faltered for a moment as she registered Shells' concerned expression. She quickly masked her inner turmoil with a reassuring smile, nodding in response. "Yeah, I'm fine," she replied, her voice steady despite the turmoil swirling within her. "Just got lost in thought for a moment there."

Shells studied Beatrice for a moment, her gaze searching. "Are you sure?" she asked, her tone gentle. "You seemed a bit…distracted."

Beatrice forced a smile, her heart heavy with the weight of her thoughts. "I'm sure, Shells," she insisted, her voice soft. "Just tired, I guess. It's been a long day."

“...you just got here…”Shells didn't seem entirely convinced, but she nodded nonetheless, choosing to drop the subject for now. "Well, if you need to talk about anything, you know I'm here, right? Well,me and Ev." she offered, her tone filled with sincerity.

And Evelyn returns just in time, “What’s happening?” after she plops the groceries in the cart as well, “I got you the biggest potatoes I could find,Bea.”

Beatrice's smile widened at Evelyn's arrival, grateful for the distraction from her swirling thoughts. "Thanks, Ev," she said warmly, her tone light. "I appreciate it."

“Mhm…now, what’s bothering you? Shells said something about that just as I got here.”

"It's nothing, really," Beatrice replied, her voice attempting to sound casual despite the knot of anxiety tightening in her chest. "Just some thoughts running through my head, that's all."

Evelyn arched an eyebrow, her expression skeptical. "Come on, Bea. You can't fool us that easily," she teased, her tone gentle yet firm. "We've been friends for too long. We know when something's bothering you."

Shells nodded in agreement, her gaze filled with concern. "Yeah, Bea. You can talk to us about anything," she reassured, her voice soft. "We're here for you, no matter what." pause “Who do I need to kill?”

“Shells.”

“What???”

Beatrice sighed, realizing she wouldn't be able to brush off their concerns so easily. With a resigned smile, she glanced between her two friends, her heart heavy with the weight of her thoughts. "Okay, fine," she relented, her voice barely above a whisper. "Just heard…some people talking about Rooster, they go to the gym he goes I assume and…they just, you know,start talking stuff about him, about how he’s oblivious to flirting–”

“Oblivious? He’s madly in love with you, not oblivious!”

“I know Ev,” she says, ‘It just bothered me is all. They seemed really…uh…I don’t know, focused on him.”

Evelyn's expression softened with understanding as she listened to Beatrice's explanation, her gaze filled with sympathy. "I can see why that would bother you," she said gently, her voice reassuring. "But you know Rooster better than anyone. He's not the type to flirt back or encourage that kind of behavior."

Shells nodded in agreement, her features tight with concern. "Yeah, Rooster is loyal to a fault," she chimed in, her voice firm. "He loves you, Bea. And nothing anyone says or does can change that."

"I know," she whispered, her voice barely above a murmur. "I trust Rooster with all my heart. It's just…sometimes, it’s like people refuse to acknowledge the wedding ring on his finger. …that’s why I decided to join him the next time he goes to the gym.’

“Oh?”

‘He’s been asking me to join him for a while now and…well…” she shrugs, then combs Nicole’s soft hair, “I know he’d love to have me there too, you know how he is.” she smiles, ‘...I think it’d be fun.”

Evelyn and Shells exchanged a knowing look, then they nodded in unison "I think that's a great idea, Bea," Evelyn said, her voice gentle. "It'll be good for you two.”

Shells chimed in, her tone supportive. "Yeah, and you can show those gym rats that Rooster is happily married and off-limits," she added with a grin.

Beatrice chuckled at Shells' suggestion, her heart feeling a little lighter. "Thanks, guys," she said sincerely, her gaze drifting to her sleeping daughter. "I just want to make sure Rooster knows I've got his back, no matter what."

Evelyn reached out, squeezing Beatrice's hand reassuringly. "He knows, Bea. Trust me," she said with a reassuring smile. "And if anyone dares to mess with him, they'll have to deal with your very wrath."

Shells grinned, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Oh, they won't know what hit them," she declared, “You did break your ex’s nose.”

Beatrice couldn't help but laugh at her friends' support, feeling grateful for their presence in her life. "Thanks, guys," she said,”...I’ll keep you updated. Now help me take this away so I can pay for it.”

[casp1an-sea]

I am just Hux atp

HAN IS 29

(no I am not I swear ignore my theme I actually despise him)

Hi my name is Caspian Re (Re pronounced Rey) You can call me either of my first names or alternate! Calling me Caspian Sea is also fine. I also go by Cas for short or if your name is Xen, Luc, or Levi, Casserole is fine 😒 

(I love silly nicknames even if they make no sense or calling me the name of a character you associate me with)

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Pronouns: He/Him, Ey/Em/Eir/Eirs/Emself on most days I have no preference but if it’s a day I do I’ll let you know

Sexuality: Bisexual or maybe just straight up Gay (idk I had an existential crisis about men today)

Zodiac: Libra Star, Pieces Moon, Aquarius Rising 

Personality type: ENFJ

If you send me an ask or msg pls feel free to mention your pronouns 

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I’m a Hufflepuff my Petronas is a field mouse and my wand is Willow wood with a Phoenix core

My favorite color is green 

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I have two cats named Lilo and Stitch (both girls), and I also have multiple fish and a snail 

I take care of crested geckos at school so now I want one I love those little guys

I’m in my schools broadcasting class

I’ve performed in Willy Wonka, Newsies,  Little Mermaid, Bye Bye Birdie, Christmas Carol, and Shrek, and played the roles of James, Arista (Ariel’s sister), Young Fiona, and the bird that sings in that one song in Shrek . I’ve also had solos in Try Everything, American Tears, Fields of Gold, an Mo Town Medley 

I Did competitive gymnastics for 13 years starting when I was 3, before I retired I was in XL level gold. 

I played Violin in elementary school and during Covid in freshman year I played chimes cause that was the choir alternative 

I watch lots of weird 1990s to early 2000s sci-fi shows typically from Australia, there’s suprisingly a lot of them 

I play Minecraft but I am bad at it lol

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[sugarcloudsky]

Hello there, since your request is open by the moment, may I request a moonlight x reader headcanons where she finds that the reader’s dreams is fascinating to her? Sorry for a lack of details, I do not know how to make it a little bit more detailed but yet again, good luck at writing it!

「Moonlight Admiring Reader’s Dreams」

character: moonlight cookie

wc: 332

cws: none, just a bit short

ive actually never written for moonlight ever lol, i hope i did her justice…. and i also may have strayed from the request a bit at the end ?

• Moonlight Cookie has been aware of your existence for quite some time, you having been cooped up in the Archives along with Blueberry Pie Cookie for quite some time.

• Though she never truly interacted with you, only having seen your dreams.

• And to her, your dreams were truly incredible. They fascinated her, pulling her in like a magnet. Your dreams, to her, were something she had never ever seen before.

• Ever since the Wizards had disappeared, the entire city felt dull. The vast emptiness of her home had slowly consumed her, the only company she had was the stars illuminating the night skies, and the very hope that her creators would one day return.

• But to her, your dreams were like a splash of color on a monochromatic canvas. They were so fascinating to her, that she automatically wanted to know more about your dreams, and eventually you.

• Very soon afterwards, she had become a bit more attached to you as a person.

• She wanted to know more about you. She wanted to see more of the colorful beauty you brought to her.

• In short, she merely watches you from afar, as you roam the archives in silence, the only sound accompanying you being your own echoing footsteps.

• She may occasionally leave some gifts addressed to you, hidden amongst the rows of books and tomes. The happiness it brings you is enough to make her smile and giggle to herself, almost like a highschool girl in love.

• You may consider returning the favor to this mysterious gifter, but the light your dreams bring to the sleeping beauty above the stars is more than the best gift you could ever give her.

• All in all, although she does not get to interact with you as much as she dreams she could, she is merely happy enough to embrace the warmth of your dreams. They inspire her, and fill her with the much needed hope of the eventual restoration of the City of Wizards.

[stedesbonnets]

as my beloved friend @theosrose said yesterday when we were talking, the sheer lack of any scenes between stede and ed this season makes it feel very strange, and since i've got nothing better to do today, i've decided to compare the amount of screen-time stede and ed share in season 1 vs season 2*

* i mean scenes in which they are alone, or in company but the focus is only on them (like the restaurant scene)

season one:

ep3: their first meeting (25:17-25:38). total: 21 seconds

ep4: opening (02:22-02:42), "who's this mary then?" (09:51-10:48), stede wakes up (13:41-14:31), aux wardrobe (14:57-16:56), "do you wanna do something weird?" (18:36-21:11), "we need to be a lighthouse" (26:51-27:38), ending (29:43-31:10). total: 535 seconds

ep5: books looting (01:32-01:49), dining lessons (02:26-04:18), going to the party (04:51-05:21) (i cut it right when frenchie enters), entering the party (09:10-09:48), ed playing the piano (15:29-15:57), stede telling ed to stand down (20:31-21:04), passive aggression (25:17-25:36), moonlight (26:11-27:12). total: 337 seconds

ep6: opening (00:11-02:30), ed almost kills stede (15:46-16:00, 16:16-16:25, 16:49-16:55), bathroom scene (18:00-20:44). total: 332 seconds

ep7: opening (00:10-01:10), treasure map (05:11-05:56), the moth (10:45-11:12), restaurant scene (12:00-13:30), after lucius calls ed out (17:35-18:40), co-captains (24:29-25:07). total: 325 seconds

ep8: "i mean in hindsight i probably could've guessed" (11:22-48), nature walk (12:40-12:52), the beach talk (16:43-17:28), ed leaves (22:18-22:52), foot nudge (33:07-33:35). total: 145 seconds

ep9: ed shaves off his beard (13:33-15:27), the kiss (16:44-19:58), last conversation (21:02-21:35). total: 341 seconds

interesting note: although stede and ed share the last amount of scenes in ep9 (only 3), the total amount of time spent together is the second longest in the entire season. also, the kiss scene is the longest scene in s1.

TOTAL NUMBER OF SCENES: 35

TOTAL NUMBER OF TIME: 2036 seconds, or 33.93 minutes

the total runtime of s1 is 5 hours 6 minutes 45 seconds, or 306.75 minutes. 33.93 out of 306.75 in percentage is 11.06%

season two:

ep1: opening (01:12-02:17). total: 65 seconds

ep3: reunion (27:43-29:44). total: 121 seconds

ep4: opening (00:00-00:28), "you're not a mermaid" (03:17-03:35), "i like your beard" (10:09-10:46), "i love everything about you" (17:23-19:43), stede inviting ed back to the ship (24:00-24:53), "buttons turned into a seagull!" (26:40-27:02). total: 298 seconds

ep5: "i'm your captain" (03:22-04:50), moonlight kiss (25:20-27:44). total: 224 seconds

ep6: guilt room (03:01-03:22), poison into positivity (04:53-05:47), don't be pirates, kids (07:47-08:17), the almost dance (11:38-11:54), the love scene (22:10-22:27, 22:43-22:50, 23:25-23:32). total: 152 seconds

ep7: the morning after (01:02-02:18), dining and dashing (04:19-05:57), ed giving stede a lesson in being famous (06:03-06:43), ed leaving (11:59-13:51). total: 326 seconds

TOTAL NUMBER OF SCENES: 21

TOTAL NUMBER OF TIME: 1186 seconds, or 19.76 minutes

the total runtime of s2 (minus the finale) is 3 hours 16 minutes and 2 seconds, or 196.033 minutes. 19.76 out of 196.033 in percentage is 10.07%

CONCLUSION:

while the amount of screen time in percentage is similar between the seasons, s2 has significantly fewer scenes with stede and ed. additionally, the time they spend together per episode in s1 is much longer than in s2, and the scenes are stretched out throughout the episodes evenly. even during s1ep8, in which they share the least amount of screen time due to being separated, stede and ed still share 5 scenes, unlike s2ep5 which separates them for the longest amount of time (20 minutes!)

so far in s2, stede and ed share way less scenes than in s1, and when they do, they are shorter and often oddly spaced. for me, the best laid out episode is episode 4, while the worst is episode 5. interestingly, they share the least amount of screen time (after ed wakes up) in ep6, despite having the love scene in it. in my opinion, most of their scenes in s2 feel less earnest than in s1, and are so short i can barely savor them. this is ultimately the result of hbo cutting off two episodes, but also an issue of giving the crew too much spotlight, making stede and ed's plot line feel rush and poorly planned post ep3.

i have no doubt the finale will fix most of stede and ed's issues, but the scarcity of the scenes they share (and their contents) make their arc feel watered down to me, like the writing crew keep beginning to say something meaningful but getting cut mid sentence

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While these protests succeeded in disrupting normal operations at the targeted arms companies, they were unable to meaningfully halt the manufacture of weapons, in part because the group best poised to shut down production was conspicuously absent from each of the actions: the companies’ workers. More than two million US workers are employed by the weapons industry, which produces over 80% of all of Israel’s arms imports, including “precision guided munitions, small diameter bombs, artillery, ammunition, Iron Dome interceptors and other critical equipment,” according to the Pentagon, as well as F-35 aircraft—the most advanced fighter jets in the world. In the past month and a half, Israel has used these weapons in a genocidal assault that has killed more than 14,000 Palestinian civilians in Gaza, at least 5,600 of them children. The violence has prompted direct action against the Israeli war machine’s supply chain, with protesters targeting not only munitions factories but also ships transporting arms to Israel and financial firms with significant investments in the weapons industry. But unlike in many other parts of the world, where weapons workers have led the disruption in response to an urgent call for solidarity from Palestinian trade unions, in the US, unions in the weapons industry have so far remained outside the fray.

This is despite the presence of tens of thousands, if not hundreds of thousands, of unionized workers in the US weapons industry, some of whom are employed at the very factories that protesters have attempted to shut down this fall. As journalist Taylor Barnes reported earlier this year, each of the five major Pentagon contractors—Lockheed Martin, Boeing, Northrop Grumman, Raytheon, and General Dynamics—employs some unionized workers, although union density at the firms ranges from as low as 4% at Northrop Grumman to as high as 32% at Boeing. Many of these unionized workers belong either to the International Association of Machinists (IAM), or to the United Auto Workers (UAW), which is part of a renaissance in the US labor movement. Both unions include employees at Boeing, Lockheed Martin, Raytheon, and General Dynamics; the IAM additionally represents workers at Northrop Grumman and M7 Aerospace, a wholly owned subsidiary of the infamous Elbit Systems, while the UAW represents workers at Woodward, Inc., an aerospace firm that gained unwanted attention last month after a viral photo from the ruins of Gaza appeared to show a used missile component with the company’s logo on it. The unions are also actively organizing more workers in the weapons industry: Just last month, for example, the IAM unionized 332 Lockheed employees in Kentucky.

For anti-war labor organizers in the United States, unionized weapons workers present a paradox: Serving such members ostensibly requires making weapons industry jobs stable and remunerative, but the principles of global solidarity call for dismantling the war machine altogether. Traditionally, US unions have only pursued the former mandate. As one anonymous local union president in the industry put it to researcher Karen Bell earlier this year, “my top priority is trying to make sure that we have work in jobs in the United States . . . I don’t make a lot of judgments on anything other than, what can you do to keep the people I represent in work? That’s my job, and to be anything other than that, it would really be a disservice to the people that are paying my salary.” Rather than questioning their role in the industry, unions have reconfirmed their relationships with weapons companies since the start of Israel’s assault on Gaza. Last month, 1,000 IAM members in Arizona and 1,100 UAW members across the Midwest separately ratified new contracts with Raytheon and General Dynamics respectively, during a period when both companies were actively implicated in the mass killing of Palestinian civilians. When the Raytheon contract deal was announced on October 22nd, one IAM leader said he was “proud to support our Raytheon members and excited for this contract’s positive impact on their lives”—a statement that highlights the seemingly irreconcilable conflict between the economic interests of weapons industry workers and the anti-war, anti-genocide movement.

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Moment

Joel Miller x Reader

Warning: none

Word: 332

A/n : Just a drabble Idk really, but hope you like it. Happy pride month lovies, love you. (ps. English isn't my first language bare with me. unedited)

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Joel Miller doesn't show His real emotions.

He never did.

But you. You made Him felt like a highschool teenager again, always blushing when He sees you.

It all starts when Him and Ellie first arrived in Jackson, you beside His Brother. He saw how the sun is reflecting your smile, how your smooth hair fell over just below you shoulders, He thinks its stupid how attracted He is to you that even Ellie and Tommy can see how His eyes will follow your form when you walk into the room.

A month. Joel and Ellie finally settling in Jackson, it's early in the morning and Joel is getting ready to go for a patrol. stopping at the diner to get His coffee and to meet Tommy there. Stepping inside the door His eyes immediately land on you, hair is tied in a messy bun serving dishes and getting orders. "Joel" Tommy called but His Older Brother seems to be focused on something else "Joel!" waving a hand infront of His face, Joel finally snapping out from His daydream "yeah...what?" Joel asked finally turning His attention to His younger brother who wears a smug smile "shut up...c'mon" Tommy just chuckled following Joel outside.

The soft stares, lingering touches, your sweet laugh filled His ear when He said something cheesy, He fell over again and again.

It took Joel a year to confess His feelings to you and you're glad He did cause it took all your will not to jump on Him everytime you see Him after his late night patrols, how He always bought you wild flowers, stay with you for a while just enjoying each others company while sitting on your porch just talking about how your day went. Now He comes home to you cooking dinner, Ellie helping you set the table up, eating together just like a normal family, all the awful things that happened completely forgotten. How you missed living like this, how He missed this.

End.

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KILLDEER, PARAGON, AND SOME XAVIER LORE ‼️‼️‼️‼️

TW: CUTTING OFF FINGERS, THEFT, CANNIBALISM (?), VIOLENCE, SUMMONING, AND IMPRISONMENT

Killdeer is a demon. He enjoys eating raw meat, but enjoys cooked meat and other foods as well. He likes sushi the best, as it’s the only raw meat he can eat without suspicion.

Killdeer was summoned years ago. 70 to be precise. Then, when he couldn’t grant the preist what he wanted, he re-imprisoned Killdeer. They locked and confined him into the old chapel. Then, a group of cultists freed him. They were going to lock him away again because he refused to give them what they wanted. He killed and feasted on them.

Killdeer is ages old. So is Paragon. Killdeer is 349. Paragon is 332. They met 5 years ago. By then Killdeer had already adopted Xavier.

Killdeer started out as a snake-oil sales man. He had to go get enough money to be well enough off. Especially after he learned the value of trinkets and bobbles had significantly decreased. But he only ever targeted people who could spare the cash. Besides, most the products were great and worked fine, it’s just the legitimacy of where he got the items. Paragon however had started as an honest door-to-door salesman. But then he got to look at the products he was selling. Potentially lifesaving serums sold for big money to rich folk who only wanted them to make their skin and hair look younger. He started stealing from the company, and then the entitled assholes who would have him come in and style their hair with these products. He would take serums, money, pallets of food and water that would have been wasted otherwise. This caught up to him, when he cheated the wrong rich bitch. Y’know thoes big ass guillotine looking paper cutters? They cut his pinkies off with that.

Killdeer met Paragon a year after he adopted Xavier. After Paragon had gotten far better at not getting caught. They decided to work together, and ended up falling in love. Love at first con, if you will.

Xavier came into contact with Killdeer when he tried to pickpocket him. Killdeer was in the Bacrougc district, scamming rich barons who profited off the war and immense disaster in the region. Xavier, being displaced went to pickpocket Killdeer in hopes of affording food. Killdeer, decided to teach him how to properly pickpocket and scheme.

Paragon would often sell his stolen goods at dirt cheap, and recommended folks in need to go to Cavalier’s city. Being an empathetic god, he gladly helps and homes all who come to him. Killdeer wouldn’t really sell to people who couldn’t afford to be out the money. But when he did, he would “sell” them food and water for pennies.

Paragon knows about Killdeer’s needs, and helps him hunt. Killdeer ate the bitch responsible for Paragon’s fingers (well, lack there of)

Paragon has trauma from how he was raised. He went through worse as an adult. He has terrible anxiety and he usually relives trauma in his dreams. Killdeer helps him through, and helps him take his medicine.

Paragon was kidnapped. After the heist he and Killdeer pulled. They came for him. And Killdeer came to retrieve him. This being the first time Killdeer let Paragon watch him feed.

Killdeer’s preferred weapons are scythes. Paragon’s preferred are two swords, and two guns.

They are affectionate, so affectionate. The so kissy and affectionate that people are disturbed by how long they can hold a kiss.

Paragon is a type of dragon.

They spend hoourrrsss cuddling in bed. Killdeer loves to rub his face on Paragon’s cold skin. Paragon loves cuddling Killdeer, especially for who warm he gets.

Paragon likes making food for Killdeer, and Killdeer loves to make him food to. They are great cooks, and Xavier doesn’t have to worry about eating something he won’t enjoy.

That’s all for now :}

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Killer Whales

I have always been obsessed with marine animals, especially killer whales ever since I watched the movie Free Willy, back in grade two. And of course, since there is no prompt this week, I thought what better way to conclude this week by talking about Northern Resident Killer Whales (NRKW) and the ongoing efforts for their wildlife conservation. 

To provide some background, NRKW can only be found in Canada, specifically, on the coast of British Columbia, as well as some parts of Washington State and Alaska. They are under the Species at Risk Act as there are only 332 NRKWs remaining in the entire world as of 2022 (Fisheries and Oceans Canada). Back in the late 1900’s, NRKW populations used to grow by the hundreds but their life expectancy has been slowly declining due to a decrease in prey, impacting their survival rates (Fisheries and Oceans Canada). Having said that, they only feed on chinook salmon but it is not always available due to commercial fishing, climate change and river blockage (Fisheries and Oceans Canada). This results in the NRKWs traveling away from their natural habitat (Fisheries and Oceans Canada). Since then, there has been an increase in conservation efforts towards NRKWs as they play a critical role in the ecosystem. 

Raincoast Conservation Foundation, a non profit based at the University of Victoria has been working for years to educate the public via science and through courts to help the NRKW population thrive once again. They have led many legal battles against businesses like fishery companies in Federal Court to protect killer whales. One of their most notable cases which they won was against the company Kinder Morgan and their TransMountain Expansion through the Salish sea where these killer whales reside. 

A petition led by Dr. Lance Barrett-Lennard, an alumni of UofG, proposed ideas for protecting killer whale populations. Suggestions included increasing chinook salmon in critical habitats. This can be achieved by eliminating commercial fishing in feeding areas important to the killer whales (Rainforest Conservation Foundation). Using various scientific models, they were able to prove if fisheries were closed, it would improve their populations (Rainforest Conservation Foundation). If measures were taken to reduce physical and acoustic disturbances by prohibiting commercial and recreational whale watching at critical times of the year would allow NRKW to forage food (Rainforest Conservation Foundation). As well, establishing 200m distance and speed reductions for whale watching vessels in key foraging areas would allow killer whales to freely hunt and not be driven away (Rainforest Conservation Foundation). Measures like such would gradually present an increase in killer whale populations and allow their species to thrive. 

In all, many environmental groups and government agencies are understanding the impact of losing killer whale populations native to Canada. Experts like Dr. Barrett-Lennard and many other research collaborators used their experiences and scientific observations to draw out conservation plans which they presented to the government of Canada. They proposed emergency measures based on available science which Fisheries and Oceans Canada have been educated upon, resulting in an increased effort to preserve killer whale populations in Canada. 

Fisheries and Oceans Canada. (n.d.). Population status update for the northern resident killer … https://publications.gc.ca/collections/collection_2023/mpo-dfo/fs70-7/Fs70-7-2023-031-eng.pdf 

Rainforest Conservation Foundation. (n.d.). Petition for an emergency order for the southern resident ... https://www.raincoast.org/wp-content/uploads/2018/02/SRKW-petition-for-Emergency-Order.pdf 

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This fresh-faced beauty is as sweet as their alias. As the latest member of the StarkHub, we cannot be more happy to welcome them with open arms into the company family. Be sure to subscribe to their profile, and stay tuned for their first appearance!

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Aviation Pioneers Part 1: Howard Hughes

Howard Hughes, in full Howard Robard Hughes, Jr., (born December 24, 1905, Houston, Texas, U.S.—died April 5, 1976, in an airplane over southern Texas), American manufacturer, aviator, and motion-picture producer and director who acquired enormous wealth and celebrity from his various ventures but was perhaps better known for his eccentricities, especially his reclusiveness.

While making films, Hughes was also involved in aviation. In 1932 he founded the Hughes Aircraft Company in Culver City, California. On September 12, 1935, in an airplane of his own design, he established the world’s landplane speed record of 352.46 miles (567.23 km) per hour. On January 19, 1937, in the same craft, he averaged 332 miles per hour in lowering the transcontinental flight-time record to 7 hours 28 minutes. Flying a Lockheed 14, he circled Earth in a record 91 hours 14 minutes in July 1938. The following year Hughes bought a share of Trans World Airlines (TWA), and he eventually acquired 78 percent of its stock.

During World War II, Hughes’s focus turned to military aircraft, and his company had several government contracts, notably for the Hughes XF-11 and the H-4 Hercules. The planes ran over schedule, however, as did his movies, and were not completed until after the war. In 1946 he flew the Hughes XF-11, a reconnaissance plane, on its maiden test flight and suffered a nearly fatal accident. The Hercules, an eight-engine wooden flying boat intended to carry 750 passengers, was not finished until 1947. That year Hughes was brought before a Senate committee investigating war profiteering. In the highly publicized hearing, he sparred with Sen. Owen Brewster and ultimately prevailed. Hughes subsequently piloted (1947) the Hercules, popularly known as the Spruce Goose, on its only flight—1 mile (1.6 km).

Source: https://www.britannica.com/biography/Howard-Hughes